What do I think about birds? 
It's hard to express without feeling bad for the sake of the bird lovers, and also a bit self-ridiculing. Eh... Ok - simple examples to make you understand about me and the birds.
When I was 3, my grand parents had hens and a male hen (oh yes, must be careful not to offend you with four letter words 
). They were White Leghorns - big massive birds to a 3 year old. When I fed them once the bid daddy-hen got p-o'd and used his spurs on my legs until blood sprung...
When I was 15 I had a scooter. Once home from school to an empty house with a pretty girl, I took off my helmet outside and within 0.4 seconds a seagull dropped something in my head, and it wasn't an egg. It slowly trickled down my forehead and effectively stopped me from loosing my virginity (that time...).
In my late teens I was attacked by a gigantic parrot that almost had my arm snipped off...
Later in life every bird I've ever had close to me has shrugged, glared violently at me and said something reminding of "kraaaaaaaaaah" as if it wanted my life to end.
These days birch thrushes wake me up with ther kekk-kekk-kekk at 2.30 every morning.
This might tell you how I feel about birds in general. Then again... I like magpies, crows and pray birds... 
Other birds (except wild life birds ofc 
(not to offend anyone: http://www.birdsofbritain.co.uk/ )) are best fried.
